Beiming led the army to stand on the mountain rock opposite Xiumi, although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could also feel his undisguised treacherous and arrogant domineering spiritual power.

Just at the feet of Xiumi, outside the wolf's den, thousands of wolf clans waited for the day, and a earth-shattering momentum approached the front of the Northern Underworld army. Not to mention ordinary officers and soldiers, even Xu Ying, who has experienced a hundred battles, has never seen such a vast battlefield. In front of the thousands of wolf clans, the five thousand soldiers under the command of the Northern Underworld are like the tip of the iceberg, a drop in the bucket.

The north face is like winter, and it does not move: "Have you detected the location of Shen Hu?"

"I found out, Shen Hu and Qi Ziying and the three team leaders are on the west side of the wolf's den. The remaining 300 soldiers were confined to the east side of the wolf's den. Xu Ying's spies came to report, only to see a wasp-like spirit weapon flying back from near the wolf's den, this is a special spiritual weapon for reconnaissance and scouting - roving bees, which can transmit information about the situation in various parts of the battlefield. As the environment changes, the itinerant bee will change its appearance color in real time to blend in with the environment.

"Beiming, it seems that we can't act rashly, the hostages will be in danger at any time. Xu Yingdao.

"Hostages are always in danger. Leng Yi said. "It seems that we may not be able to save Shenhu and them......" Seeing such a battle, Leng Yi's heart was clear. Not to mention saving Shen Hu and the others, even the second column of the North Underworld will not be able to retreat with their whole body.

Xu Ying didn't know it, but the enemy camp had its own close comrades. Shen Hu is his old friend for many years, and his intention to rescue is even stronger.

"Captain Shen, after a long time on the battlefield, he has long been enlightened. Beiming looked in the direction of Xiumi, thousands of kilometers away, and the battlefield of Liaoyuan was already under his feet, and said firmly.

Beiming gave an order, and 5,000 soldiers rushed to the battlefield.

Xiu Mi looked at the direction of the Northern Darkness army and knew that the Northern Darkness had already known that the three hundred hostages were in the hands of the wolf clan, and he could not be saved.

"That's not what I want, though. Since you're hard-hearted, I'll see if you're hard enough!" Killing people is not enough, what you want is to punish the heart. Shumi stood on the cliff and looked down at the hostages at his feet: "Death, it's not so easy!"

Shumi gently tapped the rock wall with his wolf claws. The wolf beasts under the wolf's den immediately received the information, and they randomly grabbed a soldier from the bamboo cage and threw it into the sky, like a live rabbit. Shumi smiled and looked ahead, making sure everyone could see his next move.

"Minister!" the soldiers shouted.

Xiu Mi smiled even more proudly, can't he catch up, right? Then let's watch! He saw that Beiming was desperately rushing towards the direction of the wolf's den, but on the battlefield, there were too many wolf beasts, and the soldiers couldn't open the way for him. He couldn't make it.

Shumi opened his mouth, and the soldier struggled in pain in mid-air, but he had no strength. Just as Xiu Mi was devouring in the blink of an eye, he only heard a "whoosh", followed by an extreme cold that passed through Xiu Mi's ears. Shumi's body jerked back. A sharp arrow stuck to his fur, slashed across his forehead, and slammed into the ground.

Xiu Mi's sharp gaze looked at it fiercely!"Ice Arrow!" "It was the first time that Xiu Mi had seen such a powerful spiritual power of the Ice Arrow. His hearing travels thousands of miles, and he can hear fallen leaves. But just now, the speed of this cold ice arrow was too fast, and when Xiu Mi heard that the sharp arrow was shooting at him for the first time, he had no time to dodge, and the sharp arrow came in an instant.

"Impossible! What kind of ice arrow can be so fast!" Xiu Mi was shocked in his heart, "The fifth Sanskrit sound is already in the northern realm! Impossible! Even she can't do it!"

The soldier who was thrown up by the wolf beast escaped because of Shumi's dodge and fell on the cliff of the wolf's den. Shuya turned his head abruptly and quickly searched the battlefield for the shadow of the archer. Such a powerful psyker, how could he have been negligent before the war!

"Aren't all the people of the Fifth Family dead!Damn!Bastard!Who the hell is it!" Shumi cursed in his heart. He looked left and right, but did not find the person, at this time, Xiu Mi's expression flickered, and his heart was suddenly stunned, "What about people!" followed by a silent splitting light.

Shumi's dodge this time was even more embarrassing, and both hind legs didn't stand firmly, and they were still shaking. Then there were seven or eight thunderbolts that slashed down at the speed of fire. He narrowly avoided the last eight moves.

A chill hit Xiumi's heart: "Why can't you hear it!" Xiumi's cochlea quickly searched for the direction of the sword sound, but no sound came from this extremely fast sword technique!"This is impossible!" "His own ears are more alert than the inner ears of bats."

At the same time, Shuya's eyes were spinning rapidly. The first blow was because the sword slashed from far and near, and he found out. But now, the sword-wielding man was beside him, and he couldn't see a single sword path anymore.

Xiu Mi suddenly turned, and a man wearing a silver-gray cloak appeared on the cliff of the Wolf's Den, and Xiu Mi took shape. At this moment, his whole body was neat. Originally, the physical health of the wolf clan was their most powerful weapon, and their innate spiritual power cultivation was very high, even if it was a giant beast with a length of six or seven meters like Xiumen, it was also flexible and free, like a coiling dragon.

But now, Xiu Mi has been attacked far beyond the range of his physical ability, and this wolf beast body has become a burden to him.

Xiu Mi is facing the enemy in a phantom form at this moment, and it is definitely not the same thing as him forming a person in Dongling Illusion that day, and secretly visiting Lingdu. Now he was forced!

As soon as the illusion was formed, another blade slashed in front of Xiu Mi's body, and his steps moved, the blade of the sword slashing past the side of his cloak. His body is much more flexible than when he was in wolf form.

"Half a life! The body technique is so good!" Xiu Mi was secretly shocked in his heart, just now in order to find out who shot the ice arrow, he was distracted for a moment and neglected the movement of the Northern Underworld. Just as he reacted, a moment had passed, and the trace of the North Shadow disappeared from his sight. "I was distracted for a while, but I was already in front of me!"

Xiu Mi's body transformed, and after coming and going, he gradually saw that it was the Northern Underworld! Fang Cai Xiumi was passive one after another, first, the Northern Hell Body Sword Technique was extremely high, and the other was suddenly attacked, and he fell behind for a while. Now that his mind was retracted, he attacked it with a bang, and grabbed the splitting sword from the Northern Immortal Thorn. Although Xiu Mi was illusory as a human, the attributes of the wolf clan's copper skin and iron bones were attached to the person with him.

"You just said that, you deliberately lied to me!" Xiu Mi came to Beiming closely, and the two of them met for the first time in more than ten moves.

Just now, Xiu Mi was thousands of kilometers away when he saw what Bei Ming said to his subordinates, and he said that Shen Hu had already realized that he intended to die on the battlefield and could not be rescued. But now it seems that Beiming's words at that time were deliberately said to Xiumi, in order to make him think that Beiming had given up the idea of rescuing the hostages, so as to relax his guard.

Bei Ming's eyes were fierce, looking at Xiumi's sharp claws, although he was already an adult, he was not afraid of his splitting sword. Xiu Miqi's incomparably long fingers, gray skin, sharp and towering nails, twisted, and wanted to break the sword of the Northern Underworld.